the mystic star dispensed its light,
a blind man moved in his sleep
and dreamed that He had sight.
That night when shepherds heard the song
of hosts angelic choiring near,
a deaf man stirred in slumber's spell
and dreamed that he could hear.
That night when in the cattle stall
slept child and mother cheek by jowl,
a cripple turned his twisted limbs
and dreamed that he was whole.
That night when o'er the newborn babe
the tender Mary rose to lean,
a loathsome leper smiled in sleep
and dreamed that he was clean.
That night when to a mother's breast
the little King was held secure,
a harlot slept in happy sleep
and dreamed that she was pure.
That night when in the manger lay
the sanctified who came to save
a man moved in the sleep of death
and dreamed there was no grave.
by Susie M. Best
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